One week. That was how long we spent cruising the skies over Ornth, cleansing city after city. The strategy, for the most part, was as effective as hoped. We would approach a city, the elvish fleet would spread out, and then rain fire and death upon the Risen gathered within.
"I just don't get it," Korra said, overlooking the devastation of a small port town just a day's travel from the capital. "Why is he letting this happen? Why not gather all the Risen together and fight? And where are the liches?"
